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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #1213367
Sonic characters become slobs.
This choice: "Drool more."  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Settling in...

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Amy placed her bags on the luggage cart and gave the robotical bell hop her room key. With a polite nod the metal bell hop took off down the hall with Amy's luggage. Amy took a deep breath and looked around, she was standing in the main hall for a 4 star resort located on a private island only half a mile from the shore. It was very new, only 3 months old and constucted with lighting speed the small resort was not only mantained by almost an all robot staff it was even built on a man made island the resort had build soley for it's own use. It had 45 rooms, an indoor/outdoor pool (that connected to each other through a lavash underground grotto), a private fariy to bring guests to and from the island and a second fairy for taking guests on trips around the area for sight seeing, a full kitchen capable of serving all 45 rooms with a 6 course meal each at the same time with ease, and full spa that even made personal calls to guests in their rooms! Amy started to laugh uncontollably with giddy giggles.

"I can't believe I did this!" Amy said bouncing up and down "This was so spontanious of me!"

Amy practicaly skipped to her room on cloud 9 almost light headed over her last minute splurge failed to even notice the hotel's odd emblem made in expencive marble on the floor of the lobby.... a round face with dark glasses and bushy orange mustache...

Amy came to her room on the 3rd floor, the hotel was 5 stories tall and had 9 rooms per floor, Amy was shocked at the size, bigger than most single story homes the room looked more like an apartment for 4 or 5 people! Amy stood in awe of her room as the robot bell hop placed the last of her belongings in the drawers and cabinets for her conviniance and brought her a milkshake, with a tip of his smal hat the small droid took it's leave and gave Amy some privacy.

"This place is unbelivable" Amy said stunned "How can they maintain all this when I only paid 200 dollars for this room for a week?!"

Amy hopped over to her drawer and pulled a skimpy two peice bikini out and squeled, "Mabye I should buy sonic a room here anonomously so he can see me sunbathing in this" Amy grinned but slowly shook her head forgeting that thought "No, I am taking a vacation from that insensitive jerk... this is me time"

Amy looked out the window down on the pool below, empty, Amy got curious why she had yet to see anyone else here who wasn't made of metal and worked for the motel... Amy didn't know was there were other guests, they were all just staying in their rooms...

Amy plopped her rear on the wide soft couch and flipped on the TV. "Maybe I can find the hotel channel for activities" she mubbled to herself. Amy flipped through the channels till she came to channel 01. Amy sat up a little surprised to see anything on this channel, she thought it was a myth! The semi ditzy girl watched in eager anticipation at the Tv curious what secrets it held. Slowly a spiral began to fade in Amy's eyes locked on it and slowly slid to the center as it drew her in. A faint slipping sound began to repeat growling louder little by little: "sssssslp.... sssslep..... ssssleep.... ssleepy..... sleepy....". Amys eye lids began to sag and slid down leaving her gaze half covered as she grew more and more tired. With a yawn Amy looked to the TV with a glassy eye'd stare as her head began to wave back and forth in an attempt to keep it from falling backward as she grew more and more unable to keep herself aware and consious. The spiral grew to full veiw and pulled Amy further in as she almost leaned out of her seat being drawn into it. A beat bgan to thump with the spiral becoming louder each time and cleared to Amy's suggestive state: "oooomp... ooooompy..... ooooby..... oooobay...... oobey...... obey...." Amy's jaw slacked and hung down as drool began to pool in her mouth, "oooooo.....beeeeeey" Amy said in a long drawn out detached voice . As the thumpping continued a new instument began to chime in getting lounder and louder like the ones before it, but this one was chaninging, almost like a song... "Yooooou arre tired..... you want only to relax...... you will spend all your time in that seat.... use the picture in picture function to keep this spiral on the TV at all times as you watch TV, you love the spiral, you need the spiral..."

Amy began to slump back in her seat sinking into the soft cousions as her stare grew more empty. "Loooove the spiral.... I need the spiral.... The spiral is my world.... I obey the spiral...."

The TV continued to thump with it's obey and more music played singing more commands for Amy to sing along with: "Watch anything you want, trashy TV, Mindless soap operas, trashy talkshows, rot your mind, lose yourself to the mindnumbing garbage...."

Amy's arm limply rose with the remote in hand and flipped the picture in picture function on as the Spiral shrunk to the corner of the screen and changed the larger image to a talkshow with 2 trailor park trash girls fighting over a dirty guy in need of a shave as the crowd chanted the talk host show's name.

As the talkshow played the lovely music of the spiral still came over the speakers in the background fillign Amy's head: "The remote has a room service button, call for service, order food.... you are hungry, very hungry.... you're always hungry..... why do you let yourself waste away when you're always so hungry...? eat.... eat all day.... just lay about watchign TV and enjoying roomservice..."

Amy began to hum the strange melody the spiral played for her and tapped the room service button on the remote, a trail or drool fell from her mouth as she remained unable to resist the sprial's song and it's lovely place in the corner of her new favorite show.

The fight continued on the TV as the spiral's song droned on: "Eating is messy, don't bother trying to stop it.... just eat.... just eat.... just eat.... relaaaaaax.... eaaaaat..... relaaaaax..... eaaaaat..."

Amy hummed the tune louder begining to love how it sounded, Amy almost wished it had lyrics so she could sing it out loud, why if the song was a lifestyle, she'd love to live it...

A droid came into the room and wheeled itself to Amy's side "How my I server you miss?"

"Huh?" Amy said snapping out of her trance "Ummm... what...?" Amy said blinking trying to remeber what she was doing

"Your order miss?" the droid again asked

"Oh..." Amy said her head feeling fuzzy "Uh, well I am really hungry... could you maybe... bring me something to eat? I'm really hungry... starving in fact... just, get me something to each, chocolate, and... keep it coming, I think I'd like to try everything on the menu!" Amy said with a smile

"As you wish" The robot bowed and took off

Amy looked back to the TV and burst into laughter as one of the girls pulled the other from her seat by her hair, still the spiral sat in the corner, it's rythmic thump still playing in the background.

The droid returned with the first of Amy's dishes, a plate of fudge with chocolate syurp. "The food you requested will be arriving in 5 minute intervals" The robot stated before leaving again.

Amy just placed the plate on the couch next to her and picked up a peice and brought it to her motuh leaving a trail of chocolate drops, dangling it over her mouth Amy tillted her head back so she could drop it in smearing the syrup all over her mouth and hand. Amy wipped a smear of chocolate off her hand onto her dress and reached for another.
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